Chapter 1
Purple sky appeared.
Owl Pook wrapped his wings around himself while looking at the sunset and considered if he should attend the school tomorrow.
Playing with his friends bored him, his popularity was not what he dreamt of and his secret wish to dive into the ocean of clouds, leaving everyone behind and searching for a new start was sparkling inside him. Besides that he still doesn’t have the strength to begin such a journey by himself which includes hunting, starvation, colds and etc. The newlsetters scattered around the globe have already created a perfect image of what is awating for him accross the sea.
He packed his books by intuition and lunged of off a tree for a flight.
Crocs fishing, crows screaking, bunnies harvestin, for a little he wished he was a fish, not knowing what is everything out there and no feeling of a need for fighting. He always admired strong predators for their wilderness and bravery but life of a fish calmed him.
He remembered how every morning he gases at the ceiling for a while to forget the past or maybe cleanse his head of any thoughts.
“I may be too dreamy” he thought to himself. “But in the end it’s all I have”.
